Celly Cel - What U Niggaz Thought Lyrics
What U Niggaz ThoughtGots some Bill like *****es on the underTryin to keep it on the slunder cuz I made you wonderIf I was down cuz I rap, now what that mean?I'm bouts to raise up out the hood & leave my 17Shot glock on the block like I want peaceThe only peace I'm gon' get is when I'm deceased(So you still punkin)Yeah if I got toTrigger finger itchin & I just might pop youGlock to a mutha*****in head in the 9-5(Oh, so you gon' buck 'em down just so you can stay alive)I thought you knew, but these fools keep crossin meAnd I be feelin' like the devil got lost in meWhen I flash(So nigga you a killa)Mamas & babies, they say I'm crazy cuz I give aNigga one chance not to ***** wit meCuz when you ***** wit me, I gots to take your whole family(Man you sick) Naw, I ain't got shit to loseIt ain't no rules, I been locked up in county bluesAll they can do is send me to the pen with a lunchTo get my ?And walk the yard with my folksI'm gettin smokedBut the judge give me 25When I get caught, I'mma blastWhat U Niggaz Thought[Kevin] (Celly)1 - Bring the chalk (Bring the chalk)Scrape the bodies off the asphalt(Scrape the bodies off the mutha*****in asphalt)It's on when you're in my zoneWhat U niggaz thought (What U niggaz thought)Repeat 1[Celly](Man, you nationwide, why you still kickin' it?)Cuz niner ross got a 30 round clip in itAnd we can take 10 paces then draw'Fore you turn around, I take 2 & blow off your jawAin't nothin fair in the hoodI dare a nigga to stare at the barrel of my hair pin trigga & square upWatch his body flare up like some ?Heart pumpin' Kool-AidNow he's sweet as sugar kane(I thought you was quiet but now I see you in the violence)Killas don't talk, real niggas move in silenceAnd I'mma silently creep up on these niggas slowlyAnd split the funeral money, ???Homie don't ya know me?I'm that nigga wit the weaponsY'all can have them hoes, I'm thinkin ***** the Smith & WessonsJust feel my nuts and get to splittin half a bloody bathIs what you get for crossin my path as I bail & laugh(Niggas like you get smoked everyday)I'm one of the walkin dead any-mutha*****in-way(I don't even trip when them fools be muggin me)They wanna see the thug in me, dead with a slug in meIt's do or die, slip, creep or be crept onMakin 'em swallow 32 hollow tips when the swept onRollin wit they heaterIf fools get smoked, it ain't my faultPlottin & catchin a mutha-*****a slippinWhat U Niggaz ThoughtRepeat 1Repeat 1[Celly](What they be thinkin when they see you creepin through the streets?)They wanna split me, but they know I'm boxin wit my heatAnd under my seat, it's in my lap, I got it *****ed backWhatever the destination, can't be looseCuz they be peelin' caps(Yeah, I feel you) Naw, I don't even feel myselfSo quick to blast, I can't get smoked unless I kill myself(Damn) I lost my mind when I bought my nineFill it up with a thirty round clipLike thallon tips all on your blindSay throwin them thangsSo fool, put your hands downBailin through your hood, then catch you slippin wit your pants downCuz when you slip, you're put to sleep, it ain't no wakin upI got these Betty Crocker ass niggas cakin upPeakin out the window, smoked like indoSmoked like ?The shit that get you stuck when you see me raisin up outta the bush(So you be creepin on the late night, right)Naw, the best way to kill a nigga is in broad daylight(Like dat) I thought you knew me but you went softNow it's 'bout time I cut your mutha-*****in water offStompin in my steel-toes, bailin wit my H.I. double L. west niggasPuttin y'all to rest niggasBring the chalk, scrape the bodies off the asphaltIt's on when you in my zoneWhat U Niggaz ThoughtRepeat 1Repeat 1
